Chapter 4: Meg's New Family
Meg had been at the child services building for about a month and was getting sick of it. There was very little to do there except read or interact with the others there. She didn't particularly want to interact, though, as she did not find anything in common with the others.
One day, that all changed, though. The same woman that had given Meg a ride earlier came into her room and informed her that a family had chosen to take care of her. Meg was overjoyed. She was then taken into the lobby to meet the new family.
The man was tall and wore a white T-shirt and blue jeans. He had neatly-trimmed brown hair and wore glasses. His face had sharp edges and was box-like. The woman was shorter, and had puffy brown hair, wore a pale green blouse, and had blue shorts. She wore glasses as well, but they were semi-circular. There was even a boy that came along. He was short and tubby and had reddish-blonde hair in the style of a buzz cut.
"Howdy, there," the man said in his deep, slightly Southern voice. "My name is Hank. What's your name?"
"I'm Meg," Meg said.
The man stretched his arm out, and Meg shook his hand. He had a nice, firm handshake. "This is my wife, Peggy."
"How are you, dear?" Peggy asked.
"And this is my son, Bobby," Hank said.
"Hey, there, cute stuff," Bobby said.
"Bobby, hush, that's enough," Hank said to him quietly.
The woman then took Meg aside. "We'll speak to you in a moment," she said. "So, Meg, do you like this family?"
"Yeah, they seem pretty nice. I guess I'll go with them," Meg said.
"Okay, that sounds good," the woman said.
She then took Meg back to the family and informed them that she would be in their hands. They were all very excited and went to the main desk to fill out the adoption papers. After about ten minutes, the family left with Meg.
They led her to a red Ford F-150 pickup truck. Hank and Peggy got in the front seats, while Meg and Bobby sat in the back. Hank started the truck and then drove off.
"Where did you live before?" Peggy asked.
"Quahog," Meg replied. "Where do you live?"
"Good ol'e Texas," Hank said. It'll be a long drive from here to there."
While Hank was driving, Bobby tried to get Meg to play the license plate game, where they called out license plates from various different states. Meg was not very interested, though. She had other things on her mind. The family seemed fairly nice, but they were practically on the other side of the country. Meg had never been that far away from home before, and now she was going to stay there. She realized that Texas was her new home, and she would have to adjust. She also felt uneasy about the new family, fearing they might treat her the same way the Griffins treated her.
Night time came, and Hank drove over to an old motel to spend the night. He went into the lobby and requested a room. He was given room 512, and then, he and the others walked down the long walkway to eventually find room 512. Hank took the card given to him and opened the door with it. The room had two beds and looked very neatly kept.
"Hmm…it seems there's only two beds here," Hank said. "No matter. Peggy and I will sleep on the floor. Bobby, you and Meg can sleep in the beds."
"Really? Oh, thank you, sir," Meg said, hugging him.
"You're welcome," Hank laughed.
They got settled in the room, and then, Hank and Peggy got on the floor to sleep, while Bobby and Meg slept in the beds. They turned the TV on, and they watched it as they fell asleep. Meg felt a little better about her new family. They seemed nice and very hospitable. Peter had never given her that much respect before. She slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
